Chapter 1847 Finale (2)

In the wooden house.

Everything seemed to be still.

The light blue light reflects everything in the wooden house.

A simple wooden house is really no different from a mortal house.

Ordinary wood, ordinary tables, ordinary tables, chairs and dishes...

There really isn't anything magical about it other than being spotless.

Bu Fang frowned and looked around at everything in the wooden house.

In the wooden house, the figures of the Soul God and the Kitchen God disappeared.

It seemed that he was the only one left in the entire wooden house.

Taking steps, the sound of footsteps echoed in the wooden house.

Bu Fang was stunned.

Because the footsteps were not just his, but also those of others.

Soul God?

Bu Fang frowned, lowered his eyes, and looked around, but still saw no trace of the Soul God.

It was as if the two of them were in different dimensions since they stepped into the wooden house.

He could hear the footsteps of the Soul God, and the Soul God could also hear his footsteps.

Bu Fang stopped, and Soul God also stopped.

There was deathly silence in the whole room.

"In this wooden house...is the heart of the Soul God stored?"

Bu Fang frowned.

He watched quietly and glanced lightly.

Tables, chairs, beds, cabinets...

In every direction, Bu Fang's eyes fell on it, trying to find the hidden soul heart.

certainly……

Bu Fang also understood that the God of Cooking would not show his heart so conspicuously.

In this simple room.

Bu Fang sensed more than one familiar scent.

That's the smell of the system...and...the smell of the MasterChef recipes.

The system has completely disappeared since Bu Fang died.

Bu Fang thought that the system was really completely gone.

But now it seems that the system should have appeared in this wooden house.

Or is it that the system has always existed here?

The God of Cooking system is actually... formed by the heart of the Soul God.

After Bu Fang figured this out, he couldn't help but admire the God of Cooking. He had been using the power of the Soul God to cultivate weapons to restrain the Soul God.

Of course, these are just Bu Fang's guesses.

Bu Fang sat cross-legged on the ground.

There was the sound of messy footsteps in his ears. Apparently, Hun Shen, who had been unable to find his heart, was a little frustrated.

He seemed to be running wildly through the room, destroying everything in it.

Bu Fang quietly opened his eyes and listened, as if listening to a farce.

After a long time.

Suddenly there was complete silence.

Bu Fang narrowed his eyes.

boom!

The space suddenly shook like water.

In the light blue light, a pitch-black face suddenly appeared in front of him.

The eyes of that face opened, and countless sinful emotions floated in the eyes, as if a vortex was about to suck the person's soul into it, swallowing everything!

"Got you!"

Soul God said coldly.

He forcefully broke through the dimensional barrier created by the wooden house and appeared in front of Bu Fang.

Bu Fang opened his eyes lightly and looked at Soul God.

"So what if you find me? I've never hidden anything... Just because you find me doesn't mean you've found your heart."

Bu Fang Road.

Bu Fang's words were very plain, and it was this plainness that made Soul God furious!

"The heart is in this room, where is it!"

The Soul God roared.

He is the integration of the Seven Deadly Sins, he is very violent, he is very cruel.

However, Bu Fang just looked at him indifferently.

Calmness and madness form a sharp contrast.

boom!

The barrier was completely torn apart.

The light blue color in Bu Fang's eyes completely faded.

The originally quiet room was completely reduced to ruins at this moment.

Everything was in pieces, destroyed by the Soul God.

Bu Fang took a look at the dilapidated room and shook his head.

Soul God's scarlet eyes burst into endless anger.

He suddenly raised his hand and slapped Bu Fang.

The breath of terror suddenly erupted.

However, before approaching Bu Fang's appearance, it gradually dispersed...

"It seems...from this moment on, this room has the same ability as Xiaobai once had, and it is in a forbidden state."

The corners of Bu Fang's mouth raised slightly.

He raised his hand and blocked the Soul God's move.

Bu Fang's calm and calm look made Soul God very angry.

Bu Fang was not very surprised. In the past, Xiaobai's abilities came from the system, but this made Bu Fang even more certain that the system was in this room.

Xiaobai is the carrier of the Kitchen God's will, and he sealed the Soul God at the beginning.

The system disappeared together with the will of the God of Cooking.

When Xiaobai retreated, Bu Fang also retreated together.

After Bu Fang was resurrected, the first person he came into contact with was Master Bird.

Master Bird is the split will of the God of Cooking, so... the system is most likely brought back here by Master Bird.

The place where God of Cooking created the system finally returned here.

Perhaps, all of this is a certain fate.

"You think all this can trap me?"

Soul God smiled coldly, with cruelty flowing in his scarlet eyes.

"Even if all this is arranged by the old guy, the God of Cooking, but... with my current strength, he won't be able to trap me for long..."

The soul god's eyes are ferocious!

"When I break open this shabby house and find the heart... the first person to be killed... is you, the stinky cook!"

Soul God said coldly.

He really hates Bu Fang!

The soul demon universe was planted with flowers and grass, the soul demon army was sealed, and even the seven evil soul masters were sealed...

Bu Fang was always against him, it was like a fish bone in his throat, it made him feel extremely uncomfortable!

"So...you admit you're trapped."

The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched slightly.

He looked at Soul God playfully.

The soul was stunned.

"Look...in the room now, there are only you and me...and the dead will of the God of Cooking."

"so……"

Bu Fang Road.

"So what do you want to do?!"

Soul God stared at Bu Fang in disbelief.

This stinky cook... what does he want to do to him?

"I am the Soul God!"

I knock Rima!

Bu Fang twitched the corner of his mouth, but he was too lazy to pay attention to the furious spirit spirit, raised his head and looked around.

"You old and disrespectful person, what do you think I want to do to you?"

Bu Fang rolled his eyes.

"The God of Cooking deliberately created an environment for us to be alone, just to use my hand to get rid of you..."

Bu Fang stood up, patted the folds of his bird feather robe, and said.

"Get rid of me? Just you?"

After hearing this, Soul God breathed a sigh of relief and also laughed.

"I admit that you, the cook, have grown up a lot in a thousand years... But, you have chosen the Path of Love to die. Do you know what the Path of Love is? Do you know why that old man, the God of Cooking, chose Do you focus on the ruthless way?"

"It's because...he once failed in the path of love!"

"It's because of failure...that's why I am here! Only my ruthless way can reach the true peak!"

"As a person who follows the path of love, you cannot escape the fate of failure, and now you...can't beat me!"

"In this room, you and I are both forbidden. Is it possible... that you still want to fight me hand to hand?"

Soul God sneered.

He is the Soul God, he is a combination of sinful emotions, although he is violent and manic, but... he is not stupid.

Bu Fang rubbed his fists.

"I'm a chef, how could I do such a rough thing?"

Bu Fang was expressionless.

Bang!

next moment.

The bird feather robe is rolled up.

Bu Fang punched out and hit the soul god in the face.

Hun Shen was so stunned that he took two or three steps back.

"Of course I choose...to influence you with my cooking skills. This is exactly what the God of Cooking wants."

"Otherwise, you thought it would be me standing here? If it's a hand-to-hand fight, Xiaobai is more suitable than me now... to beat you."

Bu Fang waved his palm and said calmly.

Soul God got up, his scarlet eyes almost bursting into flames.

"You're such a fucking cook!"

Soul God cursed loudly.

He has such a bad temper, but it's not his fault, he is a combination of sinful emotions.

"hehe."

Bu Fang twitched the corner of his mouth coldly.

Afterwards...

His mind moved.

The God of Cooking suit slowly emerged.

Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife, Qitian Spoon, Black Tortoise Pot, White Tiger Heavenly Stove, Bird Feather Robe...

In this room, the God of Cooking suit is not hindered.

Buzz…

The moment Bu Fang summoned the God of Cooking suit.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly changed.

Every corner of the room.

Formations emerged one by one.

Every formation seems to be like a blooming flower.

Lights up every corner of the room...

A serious and solemn voice suddenly sounded.

"Congratulations to host Bu Fang for stimulating the last test, 'The God of Cooking's Long-cherished Wish'. By completing the test, your dream journey to become the God of Cooking will be complete."

The system said.

As Bu Fang watched, rays of light gathered together and turned into a figure composed of lines.

That figure... is the system.

From accompanying Bu Fang to his current system...

The system that leads Bu Fang on the road to becoming the God of Cooking.

The God of Cooking recipes came together, and drops of the God of Cooking liquid fell down.

Make the MasterChef recipe become reality...

"The long-cherished wish of the God of Cooking: The thing that the God of Cooking regrets the most is that he created the Soul God. The Soul God arose because of his sins, but he could not survive the time to destroy the Soul God, so he had to turn his hope into his long-cherished wish and place it on him. The inheritor of the God of Cooking. To fulfill the long-cherished wish of the God of Cooking, thousands of flowers will bloom on the road to the God of Cooking, and it will be completely fulfilled."

The system said seriously and seriously.

Bu Fang let out a breath.

The eyes have mixed emotions.

The God of Cooking recipe turned into an ancient and shabby book and fell into Bu Fang's hands.

Bu Fang slowly opened it.

There are only seven dishes in total in the God of Cooking menu, which seem to correspond to the seven deadly sins of the Soul God. The words on them are all filled with painstaking efforts.

Bu Fang seemed to see an octogenarian man holding a pen under the dim oil lamp, trembling, writing this recipe word by word.

Are you going to use dishes to influence the soul?

One dish...to kill one sin of Soul God?

Bu Fang's mouth twitched.

Are you sure it's inspiration... not disgusting?

The soul demon hates food, and the source is probably from the soul god.

"Come on, host, you are only one step away from success! A wonderful tomorrow is waiting for you!"

The system used his unique serious and earnest tone to talk about the chicken soup that Bu Fang was very familiar with.

It's been a long time since he drank the chicken soup from the system, and Bu Fang rarely felt a little sour.

In this case...

Bu Fang's eyes looked much gentler when he looked at Soul God.

"We are all chefs, let's solve it the way chefs do..."

Bu Fang said calmly.

Soul God's scarlet gaze shrank.

He wanted to run away, but the power of the food formation dropped down and turned into cold chains, cuffing his body.

Make it impossible for Soul God to struggle out of the cabin!

Bu Fang, on the other hand, grabbed the dragon bone kitchen knife.

He let out a breath.

Take out a velvet rope and tie the hair.

Carefully roll up your sleeves.

It's like cooking a banquet dish for Zhuang Zhou.

It's just that... this banquet is prepared for the Soul God.

They were also buried for the Soul God!

It can be said that Soul God is the most comfortable villain in history.

Because the way he died may not have been beaten to death by the protagonist.

Instead, the protagonist... used delicious food to force him to death.

The Soul God was furious, damn...he had fallen into the trap of that old Yinbi, the God of Cooking, again!

He couldn't help but wonder if it was because of the power of sin that he really became a little stupid!

"I am the Soul God!!!"

The Soul God roared.

Hee hee hee…

No divine power or special skills were used.

Bu Fang was quiet and calmly cooking according to the dishes in the God of Cooking recipe.

The fragrance lingers.

The roaring Soul God moved his nose and immediately closed his mouth, his stomach tumbling!

The power of sin turned into a pitch-black black dragon and began to struggle slowly...

Fighting against the power of the food formation.

Bu Fang took a look and started cooking faster.

Once the Soul God is allowed to struggle, it may be really difficult to deal with.

Tossing the pot, stir-frying, spatulas flying, the aroma is overflowing.

Blue and white porcelain plate ready.

Bu Fang poured the dishes out of the pot and poured the soup over them.

Afterwards, he came to the Soul God.

Holding the dishes in his chopsticks, he nodded to the Soul God expressionlessly...

"Be good...open your mouth, ah——"

Soul God's eyes widened.

As a great villain, he must die with dignity! ! !